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Published: September 12th 2013
September 11, 2013
Joe let me sleep until 9 AM so we got a late start. My back is a little better, I can walk just fine so I'm happy for the stops for the sights. I'm grateful that Joe lugged our luggage today. Hmm...is that why we call it luggage, because we lug it? Never thought about that before. We had a very warm 76 degrees and sun for our touristy treats.
We left Truro, Nova Scotia and drove along the Minas Basin of the Bay of Fundy. We are still marveling at the tides and tidal flats. I have decided the basin isn't good for much other than marveling at...there is little wildlife or flora to speak of and the tides preclude any kind of shipping industry. But it is surrounded by fertile soil with prosperous farm homes next to fields of various healthy crops. And needless to say, the area outside this basin supports a rich fishing industry. It's all interesting.
For most of the day we were traveling the "Evangeline Trail." Henry Wadsworth Longfellow's sad poem, "Evangeline" tells the tale of young Acadian lovers separated by the "Great Uprooting" when the British forced thousands
Grand Pre
Memorial to the "Great Uprooting" of the Acadians.of French Acadians to leave Nova Scotia and other places. Our first stop was at Grand Pre, not a racetrack, but an important Acadian historical site. It is here that the British first entered Nova Scotia and this marked the beginning of it all. There was much to read and learn and after adding this to our other Acadian history experiences we are now very aware of the importance of the deportment of the Acadians in the history of eastern Canada. At Grand Pre there is also a beautiful church built as a memorial to this tragedy, lovely gardens and a beautiful statue of Evangeline.
At nearby Wolfville we stopped at the Basin for some birding and to see the Acadian dykes built to tame the tide.
Digby scallops are supposed to be among the best in the world so, of course, we needed to stop in this lovely town for a sampling. We walked to the wharf by the fishing boats to find a local to ask where we could find the best value and the first person Joe talked to was the mayor of Digby! They had a nice conversation about Digby and we later ate
Evangeline
She is so so sad. bacon wrapped, deep fat fried scrumptious scallops at the Fundy Cafe.
Highway 1 led us through many small seaside towns that Joe described as being very "Nova Scotia-ish." Such fun to see a part of the world so different from where we live. We are now at the cute Lakelawn Motel in Yarmouth. The owner, Matthew, is also a chef and he is very proud of his dining room in which he prepares dinner for only 8 people nightly. He is preparing a "special" breakfast for us tomorrow morning. We like staying in these small motels where the owners are so engaging.
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Lois Settles
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why I loved Nova Scotia so much. Little towns, friendly people, great history, good sea food, etc., etc. You back sounds a bit like when I slipped a disc. I could stand up and walk comfortably, but sitting was miserable. I did it in Colorado and had to ride all the way back to Georgia. Riding is terrible for it and our car seats did not lay down. Take car of it!!! It does go back in place. I used to swim it back in place....30 minutes of laps for two weeks 5 days a week did the trick. Good luck and enjoy the beauty, Love, Lois